18/03/2026
I journeyed this morning, not feeling my best and running on very little sleep.
I went in asking for a message for the New Moon in Pisces.
Instead, I was met by my allies, many of them, who came forward without hesitation. I lay down among them and was completely covered in Ladybirds. Thousands. A quiet, living field.
I later learned that a gathering of ladybirds is called a “loveliness.” That felt accurate.
As I kept asking my question, it became clear I wasn’t there for an answer. I was there to receive.
Pressed gently into the earth, held between movement and stillness, I heard:
There is no knowing, there is only healing
There is no knowing, there is only feeling
There is no knowing, there is only embodying
Later, another guide met me with fire-blown into my mouth, moving through my body. Not forceful, but direct.
This New Moon may not be about clarity.
It may be about allowing something to tend to you, without needing to understand it first.